"Fives and tens," said the guy behind the bar,
"Twenty five says he don't,
you cut a nice figure of a family"...
"I don't know, I don't know...
I have a fear of flying,
I think I have a fear of him,
I'm afraid of meaning nothing again...
After all this is over,
this is over after all...
We cut a nice figure of a family...
I don't know,
I don't know...
Can I be stupid for a minute?
I was looking at the half-empty glass,
waiting for the waiter...
You don't have to listen to this...
Tell me what to say..."